The dark green light and shadow on Neruo's body blew against his wound like light smoke, and the bleeding was stopped and healed in a few breaths. The dark green glow from the broken mask became more and more intense, almost lighting up the nearby woods!
boom!
He stepped heavily on the ground, and the light and shadow on his body seemed to be distorted and falling by the influence of gravity, and it was like a tight bowstring bending sharply. The light exploded without emitting, like a flood, and the strong sense of depression caused Ming Shuiyun to lose the ability to resist.
, can only sit on the ground blankly!
Boom!
With a soft sound, Ming Shuiyun only saw a dark green wandering phantom cutting through the sky. However, in the next second, Niruo had jumped behind Le Yu and slashed at the back of Le Yu's neck like an executioner, using his long knife.
The cherry dragon almost burrowed into Le Yu's flesh and blood!
Sakura Dragon Sword Dance·Turn!
Seeing that this red-haired man who had appeared so impressively was about to leave the scene a few seconds before he was so handsome, Ming Shuiyun could hardly help but scream out in surprise, but the sudden black scene overwhelmed all her thoughts.
"You chose the worst angle." She heard the man say: "Backstabbing is the rhythm I am most familiar with."
Familiar? Familiar with backstabbing others? Or familiar with... being backstabbed by others?
In the few seconds when Ming Shuiyun was distracted, several sounds of flesh and blood were heard in the darkness, and then Ming Shuiyun felt like someone had splashed water on his face.
When the darkness dissipated, she saw that Neruo had retreated to a branch five steps away. His limbs and torso were covered with bloodstains from biting with his bare hands. The cracked mask covered all his expressions, and the dark green light flickered in the cracks in the mask.
The light seemed to show that his mood was not calm.
However, in comparison, the red-haired man's injuries were more serious: a tragic knife mark cut from his left shoulder to his right chest. If the knife had cut deeper and deeper, the red-haired man might have been divided into two halves by now.
Ming Shuiyun subconsciously wiped the water on his face and found the blood splashed by the red-haired man.
The blood flowed along his arms, falling drop by drop into the mud of Wanxiang Forest, and gradually gathered into a river, like the countdown of life in an hourglass. His clothes drooped down, revealing his snow-white skin and the inscriptions on this snow-white body.
ugly scars.
This was the first time she knew that there was so much blood in the human body.
Even though she was ready to die, seeing this ferocious and cruel fighting scene still gave Ming Shuiyun a huge shock - she couldn't imagine what it would be like to have that knife cut on her body, it might be painful to death
Bar?
However, the red-haired Bai Xuejun did not shout a word, and his knees did not weaken even a little. He still maintained his fighting posture and stood in front of her, looking calmly at Niruo on the treetop, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito.
This is...her scabbard.
Sizzling sizzling——
The dark green glow healed Niruo's injuries at high speed again. Within a few seconds, he had completely stopped the injuries on his body. The wounds bitten by Le Yu also sprouted granules and continued to heal, making a buzzing sound. In the dark green light and shadow,
It seems particularly terrifying.
Is he a monster? How can he heal so quickly after suffering such a serious injury? How can he survive this?!
However, Niruo only looked at them quietly for two or three seconds, then turned around and ran away without any nostalgia, and soon disappeared into the dark night of the Wanxiang Forest.
"It should be fine."
Le Yu sat down to relax, took out a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and said calmly: "He judged that he could not defeat me quickly, so he decisively gave up entangled with me, and chose to chase and kill others."
With this judgment, has Niruo really lost his mind?
Le Yu is now very doubtful that wearing the Crazy Mask for a long time will make him lose his mind: not to mention that Ni Ruo's fighting instinct is still excellent, just the fact that Ni Ruo retreated decisively when he saw him using the Veil of Dispute made Le Yu feel
His sanity is always online.
Rather than losing his mind, it's better to say that Niruo killed the enemy on behalf of the master in the name of "I can't control myself" - I am already a madman, so I went to kill all the other scabbard seekers.
That’s reasonable, right?
Ming Shuangli's character is also easy to guess. A woman's kindness must be her weakness, or in other words, the sword seekers currently participating in the sword seeking competition more or less have this kind of useless kindness - I have never seen life.
Such is the cruelty of greenhouse flowers that have not been severely beaten by reality and whose lives are well protected.
Le Yu does not discriminate against them. He also wants to be a greenhouse flower, but reality and life always attack him from both sides and never give him any chance to breathe.
Generally speaking, in the battle for the throne, children like them in the ivory tower will not be able to participate in the battle. However, the other ruthless people have been eliminated due to cannibalism and self-elimination, so Xunjian has become a novice in the battle for the throne.
In the game of pecking each other, the rank plummeted from the professional competition to the bronze battle.
Also because the level of the summoner was too low, Scabbard became their instructor, but the status of the two sides was not equal - the Sword Seeker is now the boss of Scabbard, and will be the emperor of Scabbard in the future. If you dare to Scabbard,
Pout, just wait to be recorded in the emperor's notebook!
Yes, the scabbard also has the absolute right to command the sword seeker. Does it sound like a benefit? But if the scabbard really uses this power, even if it is really for the sake of the sword seeker, the sword seeker will definitely feel it.
pimple.
It is easy for people to forgive others' mistakes, but it is difficult to forgive others' mistakes.
Especially when others are right, you prove yourself wrong.
No matter how good their relationship is now, it doesn't matter. Time is the most powerful destiny. Once the relationship changes and resentment arises, all the trivial thorns in the past will sting, and the old oaths of friendship will disappear.
For the passing of time.
Power is the sweetest poison, it makes people unable to tolerate their own stains.
And Niruo told Ming Shuangli in advance that the crazy mask would lead to madness, which seemed very clever.
First of all, Le Yu estimates that the Crazy Mask can really affect the mind, but the degree of influence is different, otherwise it would not be called a "Crazy Mask".
Then, after putting on the mask, Niruo can refuse to obey Ming Shuangli's orders in the name of being "crazy". As long as the result is good, Ming Shuangli will definitely not resent him. After all, everything
It's all Crazy Mask's fault.
It can be seen from this that the scabbard is really difficult to make. It must not only meet the use value of the sword seeker, but also provide the emotional value that the sword seeker needs. Not only must we share the hardships together now, but we must also prepare for the future prosperity together.
Just as Le Yu was thinking, a timid voice came from behind: "That, that..."
He turned his head and looked at Ming Shuiyun, who was kneeling obediently, and noticed the expectation and worry in her eyes. He naturally knew what she wanted to do, so he rubbed his temples: "Yes... let's conduct the oath ceremony first."
"good."
Because Le Yu was sitting on the ground resting, Ming Shuiyun did not dare to stand up and look down at him, so he knelt down beside him, hesitated slightly after reaching out his hand, and blinked at Le Yu's red hair.
Yes, does the oath-taking ceremony require touching the head? The oath-taking ceremony between Niruo and Ming Shuangli just now was not just about touching the head, it was like kneeling down to propose marriage, which was very exaggerated.
But Le Yu had no interest in being patted on the head by a teenage girl, and he wasn't holding a cicada in his arms.
"A handshake should be enough."
"Maybe?"
Ming Shuiyun held Le Yu's hand. It felt smooth and tender, as if he could squeeze out water. It didn't look like a warrior's hand at all. Although he wanted to scratch his palm to try, Ming Shuiyun could distinguish the importance.
He immediately said: "Are you willing to swear here to respect me as the king in this life, and to seal the territory for me with your blood?"
"Chen Qin Leyin is willing."
So his name is Qin Leyin, Ming Shuiyun thought to himself.
However, after a few seconds, nothing happened, and the quarantine pass seal was not woven on the back of Le Yu's hand.
Ming Shuiyun was a little nervous: "Does the oath have to be taken near the Holy Sword Huiyao?"
"If there is such a restriction, there is no need for you sword seekers to obtain the mark first. You can just let the sword seekers and the scabbard swear an oath next to the holy sword Huiyao." Le Yu said calmly: "Since the step is to find the sword.
The person who obtains the mark first, and then takes the oath, means that the oath-taking ceremony only requires the scabbard and the sword seeker."
"There should be something wrong with the oath. You just misappropriated Ming Shuangli's oath in its entirety, but you are not Ming Shuangli. Ming Shuangli really hopes that Neruo will fight for her, but you don't seem to have this...
idea."
"Ming Shuiyun, if you have any grand ideals, tell me and ask me to help you complete them. This will be your oath."
Ming Shuiyun was slightly startled, but when she met Le Yu's eyes that were as calm as a lake, she shook her head resolutely.
"I can't tell you."
"secret?"
"Until my dream comes true, it is a secret that I cannot tell others."
"...It seems that I have drawn a very unique card." Le Yu clicked his tongue: "Well, if I say something, you will follow suit."
"good."
"From now on."
"From now on."
"In good times and in bad times."
"In good times and in bad times."
"To be rich or to be poor."
"To be rich or to be poor."
"Crippled or healthy."
"Crippled or healthy."
"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"
"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"
Happy saying: "I do."
Ming Shuiyun subconsciously repeated: "I do."
Golden silk threads stretched from the back of Ming Shuiyun's hand, like a picky embroidery master weaving an inscription on the back of Le Yu's hand. Because he no longer felt pain, Le Yu didn't know if it hurt, but he felt the warmth on the back of his hand, and the palm of his hand
Like being tickled, overall the service is good, Hui Yao Tattoo is trustworthy.
When the light faded, they simultaneously stretched out their hands to look at the marks on both sides.
"Mine are three clouds chasing each other, yours is...what?" Ming Shuiyun frowned: "It seems like two overlapping tools?"
"nothing."
Le Yu took back his right hand, tore off a strip of clothing and wrapped it around his palm, hiding the mark on the back of his hand.
